Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2668

2668 Remember Me (Part 2)

The Void Demon Dragon agreed with him so the Dragon compressed Yurial's Hexagram, altering the placement of its runes and turning it into a powerful pseudo core.

I can carry it, but in the meantime, I can't do anything else. You are on your own.'

'No.'Lith replied while gripping War's hilt. 'I'm not.'

"Leave him to me until I give you the signal!" Lith chased M'Rael while the Dragon used the world energy that he absorbed from the Fringe to keep the Annihilation stable and boost its power.

After all, Lith only had a violet core and the Wyrm could use a bit of time to bring the accumulated Spirit Magic on par with the other elements.

'I don't get it.' Ajatar asked. 'What can Lith achieve without us?'

'I have no clue, but I do know what we can achieve without him.' Faluel pointed at their disciples still fighting an uphill battle.

'Good thinking. Let's cripple the enemy's strength and boost our confidence. Fighting a goddamn tower made me feel like when I was still a weak hatchling."The Drake roared as he unleashed a freezing breath of Elemental Flow that decimated an elven unit.

He was still overcharged with Life Maelstrom and his mana core was bright violet whereas the elves were mere bright blue true mages. Compared to him, they were children. Their strength lay in numbers and surprise attacks.

They were no match for the Lesser Dragon in a direct confrontation. Not with Faluel Blinking amid her wounded apprentices and restoring their vigor. Not with her heads spitting acid and tier five Spirit Spells like they were confetti.

Not with Friya turning every Blink and Warp into a death trap that killed its caster and their nearest allies. Not with Nalrond's constructs throwing the elven formations in disarray and his heat rays burning bows and quivers.

Not with Aalejah using her staff to conjure multiple elemental sealing arrays at the same time, making everyone who wasn't an Awakened nothing more than a meat sack.

Not with Quylla using Bloodbind to carry her spells right in the middle of the enemy lines before unleashing them. Not with Morok flying through the battlefield, his eyes destroying everything in front of him while his wings burned everything behind.

"No, no, no!" M'Rael cried in despair. "Do you have any idea what you are doing? How many centuries did it take to give birth and train so many warriors? You are destroying millennia of our heritage!"

"I don't care!" Lith replied. "Once I'm done with you, I'm going to find everyone involved and kill them all."

The elf grunted, having a hard time while operating the tower, blocking War, and keeping an eye on the Void Demon Dragon at the same time. He would have loved to let the Sentries take care of that but according to them, neither the Dragon nor the spell he carried existed.

It was the perfect scenario for Lith's plan yet he couldn't find a single reason to smile, not even inwardly.

The space in his mind where Solus had been was now empty. The pain and the rage that her mere presence kept at bay ever since he was four was running rampant like when he was still Derk McCoy.

The Void was a part of him and with it came everything that the Abomination embodied. It took Lith sheer willpower to keep his emotions under control and not fall into an animalistic frenzy.

On top of that, War's clock was ticking out.